Percival brought out the first aid kit, stripping his shirt for Eulalia to apply medicine to his back. The bruise looked worse than yesterday—a large, deep purple blotch as if stained by dye.Eulalia quickly applied the medicine, patting his shoulder, "Okay, let's sleep."Percival didn't forget to bring Eulalia her medicine. Seeing the white pill, Eulalia frowned, "I don't want to regain my memory anymore, can I skip the meds?""You don't want to regain your memory?"Eulalia paused, then explained, "It's not that I don't want my memory back, I'm just not looking forward to it as much." She now knew Percival hadn't been as good to her in the past as she had imagined.How exactly he wasn't good, she wasn't curious and didn't want to dwell on it."Can I skip the meds?" She could handle a handful of pills at noon, but not this small one at night.Every night after taking the pill, she had nightmares, felt like being suffocated in her sleep, her chest tight and her spirit dampened. Previou

When Percival goes to work, Mr. Brooks hangs out at home and chats with Eulalia, spending way more time with her than Percival does. Being a jealous guy, Percival couldn’t handle it and quickly arranged a house not too far away for Mr. Brooks to move into.Eulalia couldn’t help but laugh, “So you just shoo people away? Who’s gonna be my therapist now?”“I think you can do without it.”Still so selfish and bossy, Eulalia retorted, “You think? Last week you thought I needed therapy, and now you think I don’t? Whose body is it anyway?”They almost got into a big argument over this little thing, but Mr. Brooks calmed them down and told Eulalia she didn’t need therapy for now. His two weeks at the villa had mostly been just hanging out and chatting, except for that one time he hypnotized Eulalia.Eulalia finally made a friend close to her age and could chat away with him, a rare chance to kill some boredom, but Percival was the jealous type who just had to kill the vibe.Eulalia was furiou

The receptionist who had just greeted Eulalia watched her leave with an increasingly mocking look in her eyes."Amena, why did you let her wait outside? What if the boss really knows her?""How could he? Didn't you see the insulated box she was carrying? Everyone knows that the boss’s lunch is prepared by his assistant. She obviously has ulterior motives."Another receptionist shook her head: "But I still think you shouldn't have sent her out. We have a waiting area right here, and didn’t she just say she was going to make a call? You should at least let her make her call first.""Are you dumb? That phone call excuse was so obvious. She’d use it to make us call, and then try to trick the boss to come down.""How could the boss be so easily fooled?""Anyway, I've already sent her out. If she gets through on the phone, she can come back in," Amena rolled her eyes.Just then, there was a "ding" from the elevator. Amena was still puzzled when she saw Oliver hurriedly walk out."Oliver, ar

Eulalia had something on her mind. She initially planned to head home with Percival after work, but she felt a sudden urge to get a thorough health check at the hospital."I think I'll head back first?""Why? Didn't we agree you'd come home with me after work?""I'm feeling a bit tired and would rather sleep than hang around your office. Plus, hanging out with Misty at home beats being here."Life's really worse than a cat's, thought Percival grumpily, as he clutched the hand massaging his temples. "There's a rest area here. You could nap without being disturbed, and I'll wake you when I'm done.""I can't sleep in strange beds.""Are you sure you want to go back? Really sure?"Eulalia nodded.Seeing her determination, Percival reluctantly agreed, "Alright, I'll have the driver take you home.""No need to bother, I brought my phone. I'll just grab a cab on the road," Eulalia said, nuzzling into Percival's shoulder with a voice as sweet and playful as their cat at home.Despite her calm

For a moment, she felt all her strength drained, as if she was nothing but a walking corpse, a hollow emptiness spreading through every corner of her body. She was anxious and her head began to ache. She thought about jumping out of the window, as if that was the only way she could meet the man from her dream.Suddenly, a hand caressed her cheek, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Had a nightmare?"Eulalia, with a sobbing voice, affirmed, "Mhm," and then she flung herself into Percival's arms, clutching the bedsheet tightly, drawing warmth from his body.She trembled uneasily, leaving Percival momentarily at a loss, "What kind of nightmare made you cry like this?""I dreamt I went to the hospital for a check-up, and the doctor told me I had stomach cancer."Fortunately, it was still dark outside, hiding the change in Percival's expression."Dreams are the opposite of reality; you had such a nightmare because you had a gastroscopy today."Eulalia just nodded in agreement.